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A Dream in Jinling Chapter 585 Coping with Conflicts (11)

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    Jingle bell bell!  Jingle bell bell!  The sound of the phone woke a man in his thirties from his sleep. The young girl next to him was slightly awakened, and then she muttered something.  When the man picked up the phone, there was no big movement. The girl covered her head with the quilt and immediately fell asleep again.  Hearing the familiar voice on the other side of the phone, the man got out of bed and asked unhappily: "What time is it what time are you calling?" "Something happened to the house you built on Zhongxin Road." The other phone number  The person at one end whispered.  "Who is looking for trouble?" the man said very unpleasantly.  "That house of yours Hahahahaha" The person on the other end of the phone suddenly couldn't help laughing.  Maybe it was because the other person's reaction was too outrageous, but the man was not excited anymore. He asked in confusion: "You took the wrong medicine! Why are you laughing so late at night?" The person on the other end of the phone barely held back his laughter, "Haha, I'm here.  I received the news. I inspected your house and found that the person who built it didn¡¯t build the stairs. Hahaha. Who could you find to build this house? " "What are you telling me?  Once again!" The man was completely awake. In the dark night, his eyes were wide open. If his eyes could glow green at this time, he would be no different from a cat.  More than three hours later, the man, accompanied by two others, appeared in front of a building carrying a flashlight.  This is a very ordinary residential building, with seven floors, the kind that can be found all over the street.  The elevator was still there. The man first made a large circle around the building, and then controlled the elevator to enter the building and look around.  ¡°Damn it, you dare to harm me!¡± The man yelled at the person next to him, baring his teeth and claws.  Seeing the man's fierce look, the person who came with him quickly tried to explain, "This was all built according to the drawings! It's just that those country people sealed the stairwell as a house, so it's really okay" "Without you  Damn it." The angry man kicked the man who seemed to be the contractor in the stomach.  ¡°Probably the contractor was unable to stand firmly and kept retreating.  Fortunately, there was a big hole behind him, and no one could see it in the dark.  With a cry of surprise, the contractor fell down from the hole, and then there was a shrill scream from below.  Because there were no stairs, the man and another person struggled for a while before using the elevator to reach the floor two floors below.  At this time, the contractor was caught between the floor and the roof by a large bundle of erected steel bars. He was breathing weakly and was about to die.  ¡­ Three days later, an article in the newspaper of city n published an article about building a building without stairs and writing a new chapter in the history of architecture in xx community, which aroused the interest of citizens. In the following days, there was an endless stream of onlookers at that building. Everyone read it  After that, I was amazed and felt that it was an eye-opener.  In the next two days, as many newspapers followed up with publicity, the news immediately became known throughout the country.  Five days later, there was another report that a contractor was found dead in the suburbs, suspected of building a building without building stairs, adding fuel to the fire.  It caused a sensation across the country.  Next, a member of the Central Committee came to Zi Yang¡¯s office.  The two talked for a long time, and the Central Committee member left dejectedly. Zi Yang also walked back and forth in the office angrily.  A few days later, in Edo, Japan, several Chinese men were sitting in a teahouse with the back door open.  The teahouse is on the third floor. From a high vantage point, you can see brilliant cherry blossoms like clouds and clouds.  This is a place built by Yao Bang's son. He once wanted to introduce the profession of geisha to the Republic of China, but in the end he did not dare.  If the mountain does not come to me, I will go to the other side of the mountain.  With the idea of ????empathy, Yao Bang found that exotic sentiments are more attractive, such as cherry blossoms, exquisite Japanese customs, and geishas produced after the objectification of women.  For the same money, you can't enjoy such services in China, and big-money guys are flocking to it.  "Then who is stupid! If such a thing really happens, send the person to the hospital quickly. As long as the person dies in the hospital, he can pay some money to settle the family. At worst, let the other person take the blame and be sentenced to death.  It's only a few years. Find someone here and he can be paroled for medical treatment in a year or two." A young man said in a very disdainful voice.  The man opposite him nodded slightly, "Yes. This incident tells us, don't panic when something happens." "There are also blind reports in China. What do you mean that the stairs are not repaired? They are all the same drawings. There may be no stairs anywhere. It's just that gang  The migrant workers used the stairs as partitions to build floors, and it looks like there are no stairs. These newspapers are really messing around! It¡¯s a big waste, isn¡¯t it?  It's a bit indignant.  After talking about this issue full of negative energy for a while, you all felt unhappy.  Then we started drinking and enjoying the cherry blossoms.  Some of the geishas played the Japanese shamisen, while others danced the Japanese Japanese style dance to the music.  In this warm and fragrant jadeIn this gentle country, all the unhappiness goes away quickly.  It¡¯s just that there is never a shortage of losers. The door was hurriedly opened, and someone strode in. Everyone saw that it was another very famous person.  After entering the door, he picked up the tea bowl and drank two bowls, and then said angrily: "An accident happened again! Someone was transporting fireworks and firecrackers, and an accident occurred in Nanjing. An overpass near the hospital collapsed. His Majesty the Emperor's second wife was there.  Being hospitalized, I can't hide this matter even if I want to!" "Whose family is in charge of that?" Several others were shocked.  You gentlemen may be bad guys, but you are not fools.  Precisely because they relied on their status and looked down on the people, they were particularly in awe of Emperor Wei Ze.  No matter how Emperor Wei Ze has begun to take a back seat in recent years, no case that His Majesty Wei Ze takes seriously will dare to let go.  "Is there anyone who doesn't even let go of the sale of firecrackers?" A drunken man shouted scornfully.  The new person looked at the drunk person with disdain, and he snorted disdainfully, "Fireworks and firecrackers are nothing, they are transported illegally. This also kills people and causes traffic disasters. It's okay to die."  I have to peel off my skin." When these young men were discussing important matters, the geishas seemed not to hear them at all. They continued to play the piano and sing softly, "Come on, be happy, you have a lot of time anyway, so be pretentious.  , anyway, there is a lot of scenery" For these women who have been re-created by objectification, such a disregard for pain is exactly how men imagine them.  "Young master, you are wrong. Wei Ze did not pursue the matter, or even said a word about it.  Many people were so considerate of Wei Ze's feelings that no one dared to report to Wei Ze how the matter was handled.  As for the fact that His Majesty Wei Ze could finally live a peaceful life, some people began to spread rumors, and finally the news reached Qi Rui.  Qi Rui had just finished reading a newspaper and was feeling unhappy.  The newspaper wrote an introduction to the Mongolian region. At least in Qi Rui's view, the author described the nobles and lamas in the Mongolian region in an incomprehensible way, as if they were still the rulers of the Mongolian region at this time, or at least an important part.  In fact, when the Liberation Army entered Inner and Outer Mongolia decades ago, just like the situation in the mainland, the nobles, lamas and other feudal exploiting classes were mercilessly struck by the revolutionary hammer. If not torn to pieces, they were at least paralyzed.  Life cannot take care of itself.  Those former slaves were liberated and began to live and work happily.  Since then, many comrades from Mongolia have been active in the cavalry troops.  They performed very well in the North American War. Qi Rui knew that many of the cavalry were descendants of the Eight Banners of Mongolia, but he had never heard the soldiers say that they were descendants of Mongolian nobles.  In recent years, such bird writers have appeared out of nowhere, and they have become more and more common within the system.  There were several new editors in the Liberation Army Daily last year who were like this. After Qi Rui read what they wrote, he directly told those little guys to get out if they kept writing like this. As a result, there was only one person among them.  Know your way back.  Qi Rui also fulfilled his statement and let several others leave and go back to Asia.  Just when he was in a bad mood, Ma Xiaoming called Qi Rui and learned that Qi Rui didn't know that there was an explosion near the hospital where his father was at this time. Ma Xiaoming told Qi Rui about the general situation.  Qi Rui never thought that his father had a delicate side. He was sure that his father was in good health, so he didn't take it to heart.  But when he answered, his wife Bu Ran also mentioned that she had heard about it.  Qi Rui couldn't help laughing and said, "I didn't expect you to dare to care about my father." Qi Rui knew that Bu Ran was afraid of Wei Ze. Bu Ran's mother couldn't help but tremble when she mentioned the untouchable law that had been implemented for more than 20 years.  Bu Ran was also deeply affected.  Qi Rui was a little confused as to what Bu Ran was thinking. Compared with the killings of the Hunan Army in the war, this pariah law was like a warm spring breeze.  The Liberation Army also killed the Hunan Army and captured Hunan Army, but the Liberation Army never massacred the residents of the cities where the Hunan Army was stationed.  Every time the Hunan Army breaks a Taiping Army city, basically all the people in that city will be killed.  After hearing what Qi Rui said, Bu Ran quickly defended: "I have always respected your Majesty." "Then don't worry, my father really didn't change his face even after the collapse of Mount Tai. A small explosion is nothing at all.  ." Qi Rui smiled.  Bu Ran was stunned for a moment, bit her lip, and then asked, "Aren't you worried that someone will try to do harm to His Majesty?" Qi Rui was very surprised by this question. From what he heard from Ma Xiaoming, the explosion was completely  Unexpected, so he explained: "The Central Guard Corps works very seriously, you don't have to worry." Bu Ran couldn't understand where Qi Rui's confidence came from. How could an emperor not worry about someone harming him?  Wei Ze was not a peaceful emperor, he was the founding emperor whose hands were full of blood.  The hatred was accumulated higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. Even relatives like Bu Ran and Bu Ran's mother had been harmed by the policies formulated by Wei Ze.  Is Wei Ze really not afraid???
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